Saving Each Other

"I can't keep doing this Niall!" she screamed, as I held her firmly. I ran my fingers through my hair, pushing the damp strand out of my face, locking our gaze. "Em, please." I whispered, and I doubt she heard me over the thundering rain. It was killing me to see her like this. "I can't do this! I can't keep being the strong one!" she cried out. "I-If I have to be strong for you, how am I supposed to be strong for me Niall? How am I supposed to..to-" she struggled to find words, but all I heard was silence after that.
It was me. It was all me. The reason she was like this now. It wasn't because of her dad. It was me. my heart sank. I was killing the girl that I, now realized, loved. I loved her, and I was the reason she was broken. I wasn't going to push it away anymore. I wasn't going to hide from it. I loved her. I loved Emily Payne. And I was killing her.

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6. Unexpected Delays

  Niall's POV
I yawned as Liam opened the door. "Sage? Emily?" Liam called. Silence. Louis snickered. "Funny how you called out to Sage before your own sister right?" Liam rolled his eyes as slipped my shoes off. We turned into the living room where we saw the girls. They were laying on the couch, toppled on top of each other, sleeping heavily. There was an ice-cream carton on the floor, with two forks? Right, we didn't have spoons here. A coke bottle was empty and wedged under the couch. Popcorn was all over the place and the X Box was on, waiting to be played. One of my shirts, along with Zayn's varsity jacket and one side of Louis shoes was thrown onto the table. 

We stared at each other, confused. "Well, whatever happened, it looked like they had a good time." Harry stated and we all nodded in agreement. 
"Um..I think we should call Simon." as if on cue, the home phone rang and Liam ran to pick it up. "Yeah, she's here and..No Simon...No I didn't touch her! I swear!" We stifled a giggle as Liam reddened. "Yeah well she could stay with us if..Next week? Um, yeah. Sure...No I won't try anything." Liam rolled his eyes and we let loose in laughter. When he hung up and explained that Sage was going to stay for the week, he walked over to the couch. "So..where are we gonna put them?" I asked him, hating the though of leaving Emily out in the living room. And hating myself for thinking like that. It's not the thought of  not wanting her to sleep in the living room, but the fact of wanting her to sleep with me. NOT THAT WAY! Just..I liked feeling her close to me. With me. The feeling of her body next to mine. Her warmth. And I was hating every moment of it. I couldn't like Emily. She was amazing, she was pretty, she understood me. But she was also Liam's sister. And she probably didn't feel the same way, so what was the point?

"Um, Sage can sleep in my room.." Liam said slowly. A smug look crossed Harry's face. "And I'll sleep on the floor!" he finished quickly and Louis winked. "I''l take Em up to our room I guess." Zayn shrugged. Now, I don't know why, but I offered to do it instead. He gave me a puzzled look, but nodded and headed to the kitchen for a drink. Gently, I picked Emily, the feeling of her skin enough to make me feel weak. I shifted her into bridal style. "Ni?" she mumbled sleepily I nodded, knowing she probably couldn't see me. She wrapped her arms around my neck. I watched as Liam pulled Sage onto him, a smile teasing the corners of his lips. 

He really did like her, and I felt a pang of jealousy, knowing I would never have a relationship like that. As I walked up the steps, I stared down at her, her hair falling in her face. I laid her down on Zayn's bed, brushing the strands away from her shut eyes. Her tiny body barely left a dent on the sheets. I glanced at the door as I sat down next to her sleeping body and began to speak, knowing she couldn't hear a single word I said. "I don't know why I'm fighting it Em. Maybe I'm afraid. But I don't know of what. I guess if you were up, you could tell me, since you just get me so well." I felt myself chuckle. "You are beautiful Emily. I'd hate to think that people have told you differently. And I find myself..oddly attracted to you and it's irritating like crazy and..I guess what I'm trying to say is.." I took a deep shuddering breath. "I like you. I mean, I think I do. And I'm hating every minute of it. Not because I don't want to. But the fact that you don't feel the same way. I just thought you should know." I gazed at her as she slept. "Even if..you still don't know." 



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Emily's POV
I woke the next morning in my bed, though I hadn't the slightest idea how I got there. Turning over, I got up and made my way downstairs where music was blasting. "And fall into my arms instead!" I could hear Harry's voice loud and clear from the stereo. I entered the kitchen and I can honestly say I was not prepared for what I saw.  "You wanna go pretty boy?" Louis shouted at Zayn, and started doing the windmill quite violently.
"Oh Oh OH NO!" Zayn yelled. "Check that swivel!" he began swiveling his hips in a circular motion. I turned my head and saw Sage clapping her hands as Niall attempted to put another what seemed like a marshmallow into his stuffed mouth. Liam was doing his best to stop Niall, but Sage pushed him out of the way, whooping and cheering him on. Harry was..well I don't know what Harry was doing. He was doing a handstand on the counter with a timer right next to him.

"Um..Morning?" I managed to say, puzzled.
"Morning!" They boys chorused before resuming their activities, as if this was an everyday thing. Maybe, I thought, it probably was. Niall spit out the marshmallows. "She's up! Can we PLEASE get breakfast now?" he pleaded with Liam as Harry got down from the counter and walked over to Zayn and Louis who were trying their best to do the worm. Sage ran over to me, enveloping me in a hug. "Morning!" she exclaimed, eyes shining. 
"Uh..hey, what are you-"
"Never went home. Oh well."
"And Simon isn't-"
"I get to spend the week here."
"And he isn't uncomfortable with-"
"I'm starting to feel like you don't want me here." she scrunched her eyebrows and shook my head. 
"At all! Of course I do! I think we all do." I giggled as Liam turned tomato red at my statement. 



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"Honestly? Are you..Yes...Who? Liam..Payne?" I watched as Sage turned slowly to Liam, who was outside, attempting to shoot hoops with the others, all shirtless. I did my best not stare. "What?" I mouthed to her. She shook her head and spoke into the phone she was holding. "Yes, most definitely. Thank you for calling. We'll be there. Yes, alright thank you." she said and hung up. "Well you sound very profess-" I started
"OH MY GOD!!!!" she screamed jumping up and down. She bolted outside and I hurried after her. 

She practically slammed into Liam, wrapping her legs around his torso. A confused look crossed his face as he slid his hands under her thighs, supporting her. She crushed her body against his, hugging him tightly. "Thank you so MUCH!" she squealed. Liam shrugged, still unaware of what he'd done, hugging her back, obviously enjoying it. "I'm happy you're excited..Um, what are you excited about exactly?" he asked her as she held him at arms length, still on his waist. "You got us into the premiere of The Avengers!?" (Yeah, Hunger Games was already taken. I was looking for something like that. This came up. Sorry if you hate it) His face lit up as he remembered. "Oh yeah, I guess I forgot to confirm. You happy?" he asked. 
"Yes!!" she hugged him again. There was an awkward moment as she was lowered, running her hands down his chest. They stared at each other for a moment. I glanced at Niall, and he caught me looking. Harry cleared his throat. "We do exist..just saying." he said and they both blushed, pushing away from each other.

"It's tonight. The Invites are on top the fridge." Niall informed us.
"You thought we wouldn't look on the fridge?" I asked him. He shook his head. "Nah, I just knew that neither of you could reach." he gave us a smile. I looked at Sage. We were pretty short. "Well, we HAVE to go shopping. Like, NOW!!! " she grabbed my hand and pulled out her car keys. 
"Sho..Shopping?" No, not my favorite thing in the world. "Shopping isn't really up my alley.." I said slowly as she shoved me into the front seat. "Well it's up mine, so come on!" she revved the engine. 
"Wait, what time will you be back because Simon said that-" We heard Liam call out to us, but there's no time to respond, because we were already speeding down the road.

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Niall's POV
"We're going to be late!" Liam yelled upstairs. We were all in the living room, waiting  very patiently for the two girls that had been in Liam's room for the last forty five minutes.  "Harry, do you even know how to tie a bow?" Liam sighed fiddling with Harry's uneven bow. I heard a door open and the chatter of rushing females. Sage appeared first, and I swore Liam drooled a little, his hands dropping from Harry's shirt, eyes dazed.

Sage's dress was ivy with a low cut neck and a unique high-low layered flowing skirt that swished as she walked. At her feet were diamond heels that I honestly didn't know was possibly to walk in. Her straight hair fell like a waterfall down her shoulders, her hazel eyes dramatic with thick eyeliner and mascara. She walked down the stairs with grace and came to stand right in front of Liam. "What do you think?" she turned playfully. "Worth the wait?" she asked. He nodded awe-struck. "I feel so girly!" I heard Emily fret as she stepped into view. She looked up at me and my heart stopped.

Her dress was strapless and short, at her knees with a multi-layer tulle skirt. The top layer was midnight blue with glitter, sparkling on the simple dress. The waistband scrunched around her curves that I hadn't noticed in her usual tee. Her dark hair was loosely curled and framed her, somewhat brighter face. Her indigo eyes seemed to stand out more against the dark outline on her eyelids. Her lips seemed so inviting, a soft pink that matched her cheeks. The only thing I recognized as Emily's was the black converse she wore on her feet.

I noticed Harry's mouth had dropped too. "Em, love?" he said as if he really couldn't believe it.
"Uh, yeah?" she looked down at her dress, smoothing it. 
"You've got.." I watched as Zayn and Louis stood, dumb-struck. "You've got legs!" he exclaimed, the others boys nodding, still amazed. I looked down, my mouth dropped open. They were right. Since when was Emily..sexy? She turned bright pink. Liam slapped the back of Harry's head. "Eyes up boys." he muttered before escorting Sage out the door. 

"Sneakers?" I whispered as she fell into step with me. She shrugged. "I was NOT wearing the heels she bought." I grinned. She ran her fingers down the sleeve of my shirt. "Somebody doesn't look hideous." she smiled, and I swear I died right there and then. She stopped abruptly, and I froze as well. "My phone. I forgot it in Liam's room. I'll be back." she ran back up the steps. I leaned against the door frame. God, she was beautiful. She was REALLY beautiful. 

She was taking longer than I thought. "Em? Are you-"
"Oh no.." I heard her voice, very faint. This panicked me. "Emily?" my voice filling with concern.
"I need Liam!" she screeched suddenly. "NOW!!"

 

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